Luyện nghe bài hát Corey's Coming

Old John Joseph was a man with two names
left him in the railroad yard when they took away the trains
And one run a week comes on roaring down that lane
So, all he's got to worry is time

I come by in the evening to hear 'bout he's been
He says, on sit down kid, where shall I begin?
He telling me the stories of the glories of his past
But he always saves the story of his for the last

And he says, "My coming, no more sad stories coming
My midnight-moonlight-morning-glory's aren't you girl?
And like I told you, when she holds you she you in her world"

I was quite surprised to find out all the places that he
And so I the towns folk if his stories were true
Well they said, Old was born here, he's lived here all his life
He's had a woman, let alone a wife

And very soon you'll out as you check around
That no one named Corey's ever lived in this
So I chided the old man 'bout the truth I had heard
Well he and said, Reality is only just a word

you see my Corey's coming, no more sad stories coming
My coming aren't you girl?
And like I told you, when she you she enfolds you in her world

I came by one but he did not hear my shout
I looked in the window and I saw the was out
When he would not up I forced in the door
And I saw that old John Joseph would stories no more

The scene at the graveyard, just three of us were
Me and the we heard the parson's prayer
He said, We need not for this man
For we that God cares

They put the cold over him and left me on my own
And at last I looked up I saw I was not alone
So I said, If you're a relative, he had a end
That's when she said, My name is you can say I'm just a friend

Corey's coming, no more sad coming
My coming aren't you girl?
And like I told you, when she you she enfolds you in her world

So, that's the old man's story, I'm glad you tonight
To see a busted down old railroad yard makes a lonely sight
You may wonder why a young man would work out alone
Well the job pays enough to keep some flesh on my

And I I get to missing the old man a bit
And there's one reason I guess I could admit

Can't you see my Corey's coming, no more sad stories
My midnight-moonlight-morning-glory's coming you girl?
And like he told me, when she me she enfolds me in her world